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May 2014
I grabbed you
and asked you how I
could make you
happy
and you looked at
me and told me
you'd be happy if
i was happy and
i tried so *******
hard to fix myself
but you were gone
before i could even
smile
Sloane McManemy
Written by
Sloane McManemy  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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